"Just watch, the area up ahead is where I personally witnessed the battle between the Deer Head Spirit and the Extinct Dragon."
"It's quite different from the scenery of the Great Ant Mound Wasteland and the Ancient Tree Forest."
said the Grand Commander confidently.
Lann was somewhat perplexed.
Although the New Continent is very magical, shouldn't the Ancient Tree Forest and the Great Ant Mound Wasteland have already encompassed most of the possible terrain conditions?
No matter how amazing this remaining place is, could it still surprise him...
"Wow~"
Before he could finish his inner complaint, Lann couldn't help but exclaim softly.
As the Winged Drake carried the Hunter through the crack made by the Molten Mountain Dragon, and through a mist of condensed moisture.
Presented in front of Lann was a scene like something out of a fairy tale, dreamlike.
The Grand Commander, as if having anticipated Lann's reaction, smiled and said in a matter-of-fact tone.
